[ReverseGenderRole_Enjoyer]:
This has potential to be really good. I already like the plot and how the story is being set up so far.
Dilek just stared blankly at the screen.
"What in the fu—"
—
'Right, so all that's happening is I'm being streamed… shit.' He leaned closer, squinting at the text. 'What do they even see? Everything? Wait—from shit I remembered—can they really see everything?'
'My god, not a single bit of privacy in my life. Anything I could say would get me cancelled.'
He blinked, thinking. "Wait a damn second… who the hell cares? If all that matters is I'm probably a main character, right? Who the hell even cares what anyone thinks. It's not like normal humans are watching me. Would constellations really have a thing about cancelling people? Not really. They didn't do anything to the single child, right?"
"What are you blabbering about?" Marcus asked.
Dilek turned to him. "Nothing much, don't mind me."
"I don't mind you, but I do mind your slave over there."
"My slave?" Dilek turned his head to see Diego scaring children.
"HEY KID, WANT TO BE BLESSED? I'M SURE YOU'LL BE SO HAPPY YOU MIGHT JUST GO OVER TO OUR SAINT!"
The kid burst into tears.
"WHY ARE YOU CRYING?!" Diego shouted, completely lost.
Dilek looked ahead and asked. "Remind me why we are here again?"
"Charity… isn't that what you said?" Marcus replied.
"And where is she?" Dilek asked.
"Don't you really remember?"
—
"I have decided," Dilek declared, sitting at the inn table as a piping hot pie landed before him. "We shall help people for free."
Hela smiled warmly, placing the dish down. "Eat lots!"
Diego stood up, thumping his chest. "That's right! We should help people. I'm sure the Goddess told you to bless us!"
"Uh, right. That's the reason," Dilek said, nodding as if it was all planned. "Still, I've seen a lot of people on the streets. Today, we'll spend our day helping them."
"Then start by paying us," Duja said from the counter.
"Honey!" Hela groaned. "Like I said, don't scare them!"
Dilek ignored them and looked around the table. "Okay, so who's with me for charity?"
"Not me," Nandita replied flatly.
Dilek turned toward her.
"HEY! Don't look at me like I'm some party ruiner," she snapped. "More than charity, we need money right now. So our best bet is to go do some quests."
He still stared at her.
She sighed. "Well, do what you like. I'll go and actually earn while you do this bullshit."
—
"Now do you remember?" Marcus asked.
"Yeah, I do. But was the whole flashback scene necessary?" Dilek said.
"Yeah."
"No it wasn't. You could have just said she went to the guild to do normal quests," Dilek muttered as Diego continued scaring people nearby.
"You… are right… but still, at least you got the clear grasp of it, right?"
"Right," Dilek said.
He looked at the people in front of him. They were in a narrow alleyway, walls cracked, the air heavy with the smell of damp and smoke. The only light came from a broken lantern flickering weakly above them. These people lived here—kicked out of every decent place, surviving in what others would call ruins.
'Of course I can't fight the Heaven's Tear or whatever, For the main quests i got. Dude, the nickname is so dope—I'd definitely die. Still… a cult is a pretty big thing.'
He puffed up his chest. 'But not for me. I have the power to make reality as I wish—if I lie good enough. So why shouldn't I abuse it? I'll just say there are thousands of other followers.'
(They wouldn't spawn. He didn't have enough BP.)
"Hello people!" Dilek smiled softly, raising his hands. "I am here to examine your wounds. Please, let me see them. I wish to help you."
A few of them exchanged skeptical glances.
"You the cops?" one man asked.
"Oh, not at all. I'm just your local—uhh…" He leaned to Marcus and whispered, "What do I call myself?"
Marcus whispered back, "Saint. Don't worry, Diego will vouch for you."
"You won't?"
"Hell no."
"Damn."
Dilek sighed, then looked at Diego. "Can you get them in a line, please?"
"OF COURSE, SAINT!" Diego saluted, then immediately started threatening anyone who refused. Within minutes, everyone was lined up like prisoners.
Dilek sat on a crate as the first man stepped forward. "Don't worry. This will be quick."
Painful Healer: Activated
"WAAAHHHHHHGHHHH!"
"Come on now, it's just part of the process," Dilek smiled brightly.
Hearing the screams, everyone else quickly made their choice—either get healed, or face the rabid Diego behind them. Either way, it was going to be a long day.
—
"Hey Percy… can I accept this quest?"
The Swamp Hag
A lone witch has claimed a swamp and placed curses on travelers. She doesn't use brute force, but charms, illusions, and a monstrous tongue that drags prey into the water.
Nandita slid the paper onto the counter. Percy looked at it, then at her.
"Where are the other three?" he asked.
"Don't ask," Nandita sighed.
"No." Percy said flat out.
"WHAT? WHY?"
"First of all, you're alone," he said.
"Yeah, but the ogre one was easy!"
"It was easy because it was Clarence—and he's a nice guy. Normally, if your party picked any other 3 star quest but Clarence, I wouldn't have allowed it. These quests are life-threatening."
The guild was loud behind them—adventurers laughing, swords clanking, mugs slamming onto tables. Nandita sighed. "Then what can I do?"
"One star."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
He slid a list across the counter.
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1. Shoo the Geese
A flock of geese is blocking the well. Drive them off. (Warning: Geese are aggressive.)
"GET OUTTTT!"
Nandita swung a broom wildly, chasing geese around the village square as villagers watched, laughing. Dust kicked up from the old cobblestones, feathers flying everywhere.
The geese honked and lunged back, forcing her to run in circles. After what felt like hours, she finally chased the last one off. Two women clapped from the well.
"Thank you, dear!"
Nandita, panting, forced a smile. "Y-Yeah… no problem."
—
2. The Laundry Line Disaster
A strong wind has scattered a villager's laundry across the rooftops. Retrieve at least 3 shirts.
Nandita climbed the uneven rooftops, sweat glistening on her forehead. Tiles slipped under her feet as she reached for flapping shirts. She jumped down, arms full of random clothing, and knocked on a door.
"Here are your clothes!" she said brightly.
A shirtless man opened the door. "Oh cool, thanks," he said—and shut it in her face.
"I knew it," she muttered. "He just needed free clothes."
(She had picked most of them off random fences. None belonged to him.)
—
3. Slime Disposal (Beginner-Friendly)
A few weak slimes have appeared in Farmer Jona's cabbage patch. They taste awful if squished wrong, so please be careful.
"GODDAMMIT, I HAVE IT ALL OVER ME! GODDAMMITTT!"
Nandita stood in a muddy field, green slime dripping from her hair.
"You're not getting any money! You got slime all over my cabbages!" the old farmer shouted, crouched by the fence.
"OLD MAN, I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU DO!"
"Eek! F-Fine, j-just get out!"
—
4. Find the Missing Shoe
The blacksmith's kid lost a single shoe. It's somewhere near the pigpen. Reward: The other shoe.
"No way I'm doing this for another free shoe…..
.... fine, I'll do it."
After half an hour digging through mud here and there and dodging squealing pigs, she gave the shoe to the blacksmith.
"Here you go."
He grunted, handing her the other shoe. And a 2 Bisho
—
5. Lantern Lighting Duty
Light 12 lanterns before evening. Warning: some kid might try to blow them out.
"KID, I'LL ERASE YOU FROM EXISTENCE IF YOU TRY BLOWING OUT ANOTHER CANDLE!" she shouted, chasing laughing kids through the twilight streets.
—
6. Herbal Tea Gathering
Morning dew herbs were supposed to grow near puddles in shady spots. Nandita crouched beside a puddle, staring at a bunch of identical green weeds.
"Morning dew herb… or normal grass…" she mumbled.
She yanked one up. "Probably fine."
Later, she found out she'd picked the wrong plant entirely.
"Morning dew? Don't they come in the morning?" she groaned. "Yeah, not doing that."
—
7. The Singing Rooster
It was getting dark when she climbed onto the roof of a small farmhouse, eyes red.
The rooster sat there, puffed up, crowing for the hundredth time that day.
"Make… another noise…" she hissed, grabbing it by the neck, "…and I'm eating you tonight."
The rooster made one last strangled cluck — and went silent.
Peace at last.
—
8. Rat Chase
The inn's pantry smelled of bread and stale beer. Nandita was crouched low, broom in hand.
"There's no rat here, lady," the innkeeper said.
"It's here somewhere!" she shouted, slamming a crate aside.
The innkeeper's wife peeked in. "Try cleaning while you're at it, maybe you'll find it."
"I'VE BEEN DOING THAT FOR TWO HOURS!"
No rat. Just crumbs. And anger.
—
9. Message Delivery
"Don't read it," Percy had said. "But I know you will, you shameless twat."
As she ran across town, Nandita repeated like a Oath: "I can't read, I can't read, I can't read—"
Halfway through, she gave in.
The letter read:
'Dear Twat, I know you read it.'
She froze mid-run. "Are you kidding me?!"
—
10. Mystery of the Missing Spoon
The tavern kitchen was chaos — pots boiling, cooks shouting.
"You find it?" the cook yelled.
"Yeah," she said, handing over a large wooden spoon.
"Where'd you find it?" his wife asked.
Nandita shrugged. "Bought one, For 2 bisho."
—
11. Lost Dog Retrieval
Mrs. Hellen's "dog" turned out to be a full-grown wolf.
"ITS A GODDAM WOLF WHO IS TAKING CARE OF THAT—" she screamed, sprinting through the street as the beast chased her.
"—IT'S NOT EVEN A PUP IT'S A GROWNASS WOLF!"
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12. The Haunted Closet
The child's room was dark, toys scattered around.
"Please, miss, there's a monster in my closet," the kid whispered.
Nandita opened the door slowly… and froze.
A grown man sat inside, wide-eyed.
They stared at each other in silence before she calmly closed the door.
Turning to the kid, she said, "It's just socks."
The kid sighed in relief.
Then to the dad: "There's a man in your closet. My advice? Get some people who can handle it." She walked out.
—
13. Guard Duty
Her last task was sitting in front of the guild doors to keep the guild cat from escaping.
For two hours, she sat on the steps, the cat curled in her lap. Eventually, she dozed off.
When she woke up, the sun had set — and the cat was gone.
"Oh no…" she mumbled, jumping up.
Percy walked over. "It's alright, we took the cat back."
She exhaled and slumped. "Good work today," he added.
"Thanks," she muttered, too tired to argue.
"Why would you do that much?" he asked. "You could've asked your friends, right?"
"I—" She stopped. A memory flashed—someone calling her selfish. She sighed. "It's alright. They're my friends."
"Exactly," Percy said. "They're your friends. Let them help too."
"But… they can actually fight. So I can do this much at least. I mean, Dilek can heal, Marcus can tank, and the new guy says he can fight. Me? I'm a joke. I got the supporting mage class, yet the only thing I can support is boosting morale."
"Are you sure they think that?" Percy asked.
"Yeah. They mock me for it."
"Not really. They just don't let you near danger. Not yet. They know one day your support will save them. Don't be harsh on yourself—you don't need to compensate by overworking."
She looked at him uncertainly. "But what if they kick me out? Maybe I'll be useful later, but what about now?"
"They won't," Percy said simply. "If they would, they wouldn't have come here at all."
"What do you mean?" She looked at him.
"You three," Percy said, raising his voice. "Come on out already. You don't need to hide."
The guild door creaked open. Dilek, Marcus, and Diego stepped in, looking a little guilty.
"Good work today," Dilek said. "We did good work as well… well, not as much as you, but good work is good work, right?"
"YES, WE DID!" Diego said proudly. "WE HELPED ALL THE POOR PEOPLE! Not sure why they were scared, though. Maybe because of divine spirit? Maybe they felt the goddess watching them and confused it as fear?"
"Pretty sure you're no goddess," Marcus said.
"When did I say I was?" Diego asked, genuinely confused.
Marcus sighed.
Nandita just smiled, watching them argue about divine fear and procedures.
Percy leaned on the counter. "See? They don't expect much. But the first thing they did after coming here was look for you. They went to every place you visited. You were always one or two quest ahead."
She blinked, surprised.
"So trust each other," Percy said softly. "Aren't you guys a party?"
She smiled faintly, hearing that last bit. "Thanks." Turning to her group, she said, "Fine. Marcus, carry me, Piggy back. I'm tired. Diego and Dilek, go collect the money. Tonight I want something sweet for dessert, so I'll ask Hela."
The four of them left the guild together as the golden light faded behind the hills—A, chaotic, strangely Long day done.